Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 149 A Cousin with No Blood Relation? (Part 2)

Jiang Xun had just returned to school and hadn't even gone back to her dorm when she received a message from her mother.

His mother told him on the phone that his aunt, Jiang Yuchang, had leukemia and was undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital. She said she might urgently need a large sum of money and asked if he could help.

Jiang Xun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the first thing that came to mind was Zhao Ruoyu's proud face.

Although my cousin is a bit arrogant, she is actually a good person at heart, and once you get to know her, you'll find that she is quite sensible.

Jiang Xun's affection for his aunt Jiang Yuchang was actually less than his affection for his cousin.

However, putting aside the fact that his father, with his soft heart, would definitely not stand by and watch someone die, even for Zhao Ruoyu's sake, Jiang Xun couldn't completely ignore it.

After hanging up with his mother, he called Song Ziyan and Chen Shixuan respectively, and then booked a flight to Chicheng for around 10 p.m.

On the one hand, I wanted to go there as soon as possible to see how things were going; I wondered how heartbroken Zhao Ruoyu was.

On the other hand, it's because Yang Huimin and He Lingling are also returning to Chicheng soon, and he can't wait to study some new knowledge with his older sister.

Most importantly, he was filled with anticipation for the three-person scene described by his older sister. Ling'er, as his older sister's best friend and a TV host, was also incredibly attractive. How could Jiang Xun not be tempted?

When he arrived in Chicheng, it was already 1 a.m. So as not to disturb everyone's rest, he simply found a hotel to stay in for the night.

The next morning, he called his mother and learned that they had gone to the First Municipal Hospital, so he took a taxi there directly.

When Jiang Xun arrived at the floor his mother had mentioned, he could hear his aunt's shrill voice coming from ward number 23, seemingly arguing with someone.

When Jiang Xun walked into the family rest room outside, he saw a slender figure lying on the cot with a haggard face.

She was wearing very thin and plain long-sleeved jeans, her hair seemed a little messy, and her once beautiful eyes were now red and swollen, her gaze empty and devoid of any light.

Jiang Xun could hardly believe it; this was actually the same proud and lively little girl, Zhao Ruoyu.

Zhao Ruoyu was unaware of Jiang Xun's arrival, and Jiang Xun did not greet her either, as he was captivated by what Jiang Yuchang was saying in the ward.

Jiang Yuchang shouted and cursed in a somewhat shrill voice, sounding nothing like a seriously ill person. What she said shocked Jiang Xun even more.

"You don't need to pretend to pity me. I know you're here to laugh at me. I'm not even a member of the Jiang family, so I don't need you to come and visit me!"

"That bastard Zhao Dongyang is afraid I'll drag him down and wants a divorce. Aren't you all happy? Now that your Jiang family is rich and powerful, do you think I'm ridiculous and pathetic?"

"Look, go ahead and watch the show. Even if I die, it has nothing to do with your Jiang family. Now get out of here! Get out!"

Jiang Yuchang's roar carried into the corridor outside, attracting some patients and their families to stop and watch, pointing and whispering inside.

Jiang Xun pushed open the door, and Jiang Yuchang's voice stopped abruptly. Not only were Jiang Xun's parents in the room, but his uncle Jiang Xiaohua was also there. However, no one had spoken, obviously knowing that Jiang Yuchang was agitated and not wanting to argue with her.

At this moment, everyone in the ward turned to look at Jiang Xun, as if they all had found their pillar of support. His mother, Zheng Yun, quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and whispered:

"Don't blame your aunt. She's so sick, her emotions are unstable, and it's inevitable that she'll say some harsh things."

Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Xiaohua both looked at Jiang Xun, signaling with their eyes not to get angry with Jiang Yuchang.

Jiang Yuchang, who had just been furious and ruthless, suddenly showed a hint of unease on her face. Then, she did something that surprised everyone.

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Jiang Yuchang immediately knelt on the ground, crawling a few steps towards Jiang Xun. Her previously sharp and mean face was suddenly filled with tears as she pleaded with Jiang Xun, sobbing:

"Xiao Xun, please save me, please save your aunt. When you were little, your aunt used to hold you a lot and buy you toys when we went back. Do you remember?"

Her sudden 180-degree change in attitude caught everyone off guard. Seeing her like this, the kind-hearted Zheng Yun was already secretly wiping away tears.

Jiang Xun looked at Jiang Yuchang kneeling before him, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow in his heart. However, his face remained expressionless as he simply asked indifferently:
"What did you mean by saying you're not a member of the Jiang family?"

Jiang Xun cared most about this sentence. If she didn't even consider him a member of the Jiang family, then why should he be the one to be a sucker and save her?

"I...I..." Faced with Jiang Xun's question, Jiang Yuchang stammered and couldn't give a coherent answer.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaohua, who was standing to the side, took the initiative to explain for Jiang Xun:
“Xiao Xun, the hospital asked us to find her immediate family members for bone marrow matching. After your father and your second uncle came to get tested, it was found that they were not only not a match for her, but they were not even related by blood.”

"What?" Jiang Xun was stunned; he hadn't expected this to be the case.

Jiang Jianguo continued to explain:

“We called your grandparents and found out that she was the adopted one, and your uncle was the biological one. They were both less than a year old when they were adopted. Your grandparents lied and said that your uncle was the adopted one so as not to make your aunt feel sad.”

Jiang Xun nodded in realization. He had found it a bit strange before that his grandparents already had two sons, so why did they want to adopt another uncle? It turned out they wanted to adopt a daughter.

It has to be said that the grandparents were really good to their adopted daughter. They gave her the best from childhood to adulthood, and always made their own sons suffer. They never let her suffer any hardship.

This is probably one of the reasons why she developed her current personality.

A hint of guilt flashed in Jiang Yuchang's eyes, but more than that, fear and unease filled her eyes. She crawled to Jiang Xun's feet, grabbed his trouser leg, and pleaded:

"Xiao Xun, even if I'm not your grandparents' biological child, we've been family for so many years. Auntie begs you to save me, okay? Your sister doesn't have a father anymore, you can't let her not have a mother!"

This statement hit Jiang Xun's family right where it hurts. Even if they don't pity Jiang Yuchang, they can't help but pity Zhao Ruoyu.

"Mom, stop talking." At this moment, Zhao Ruoyu from outside also came in, squatted down and tried to pull Jiang Yuchang up, but Jiang Yuchang also pulled her to the ground.

"Come on, let's beg your cousin together. He's the only one who can help us now, hurry!" Jiang Yuchang grabbed Zhao Ruoyu and frantically urged her to speak.

She knew Jiang Xun treated Zhao Ruoyu well; he often took her out in the capital and bought her clothes and such. Zhao Ruoyu looked miserable, not daring to look Jiang Xun in the eye, and unable to utter any pleading words, after all, they really had no relationship now.

Moreover, her family hadn't treated Jiang Xun's family very well in the past, and now that she thinks about it, she really feels that she was too immature back then.

Jiang Xun looked at Zhao Ruoyu, who was silently weeping on the ground, and sighed deeply. He reached out and pulled her up from the ground, then said to his parents:
"Mom and Dad, you go find a doctor and transfer her to a sterile ward. I'll contact a hospital in Beijing and get her transferred there as soon as possible."

His words stunned everyone in the ward, especially Jiang Yuchang and Zhao Ruoyu, who looked at Jiang Xun in disbelief. Perhaps even they hadn't expected Jiang Xun to actually lend a helping hand.

Jiang Xun pulled the dazed Zhao Ruoyu out of the ward, and she remained silent all the way outside the hospital.

Only when he occasionally glanced at Jiang Xun's back and saw the two of them holding hands did a flicker of light appear in his eyes.

"I'll take you home to rest first. Don't worry about your mother's illness, I'll pay for her treatment," Jiang Xun said after hailing a taxi and pulling her into the car.

A bone marrow transplant and subsequent chemotherapy could cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan. This amount would be an astronomical sum for an ordinary family, but for Jiang Xun, it's nothing at all—just a month's royalties.

"I have no home anymore." Zhao Ruoyu said softly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She had already cried until she had no more tears left, but for some reason, seeing Jiang Xun made her want to cry again.

Jiang Xun could roughly guess what was going on. It was probably Zhao Dongyang who was behind it all. That man was a real scoundrel. Not only did he file for divorce, but it seemed like he didn't even want his daughter anymore.

Jiang Xun could only take Zhao Ruoyu to a hotel to stay in, letting her wash up on her own, while he went out to buy her some clothes.

When he returned to the hotel, the little girl was already asleep on the bed, looking exhausted. It was hard to imagine what she had been through recently.

She slept until three or four in the afternoon. When she woke up, she saw Jiang Xun sitting quietly reading a book in front of the French windows in the room.

"You're awake? I've asked the hotel to prepare some food, and I'll bring it over to you now," Jiang Xun said gently.

Zhao Ruoyu's somewhat panicked expression gradually calmed down. She looked at her slightly disheveled bathrobe, through which her fair skin was faintly visible, and a trace of color flashed across her pale cheeks.

"Your clothes are over there; the hotel washed and dried them. Go change," Jiang Xun said softly, noticing her embarrassment.

"Thank you," Zhao Ruoyu said softly, then blushed and walked into the bathroom with her clothes in her arms.

After she came out, the hotel staff brought her food. Jiang Xun ate lunch with her. She seemed to be quite hungry, and she didn't care about her image at all while eating.

An unexpected turn of events seemed to have completely stripped her of her arrogant girl persona, making her appear much more mature, and she often found herself lost in thought.

As she and Jiang Xun left the hotel, carrying the packed food to the hospital, she sat in the car, staring blankly out the window.

Wearing a light red car shirt and blue jeans, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, her pretty face still looked a little tired, giving her a Lin Daiyu-like air about her.

Jiang Xun didn't try to comfort her with words, but simply said casually:

"I have contacted a friend in Beijing, and she has helped me get in touch with the best hospital. We are now starting to look for a matching donor, and I believe we will have results soon."

Sure enough, Zhao Ruoyu's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing the news. After all, hospitals in Beijing were definitely much better than those in Chicheng, so the chances were naturally much higher.

Zhao Ruoyu, her knuckles white, whispered, "Thank you. I... I'll earn money to pay you back later."

Jiang Xun smiled and said, "That's for the future. Don't think about anything now. The most important thing is to focus on getting your mother's illness treated."

Zhao Ruoyu nodded and didn't say anything more. She just secretly glanced at him before quickly turning her head away.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yuchang had already been transferred to a sterile ward. All her information had been sent to a hospital in Beijing, and she could be transferred there for surgery once a matching donor was found.

Because the sterile ward has specialized nursing care, Jiang Xun's parents and uncle only stayed at the hospital for an afternoon before returning home, as there were still many things to do at home.

Zhao Ruoyu insisted on staying at the hospital to accompany her mother, and Jiang Xun didn't say much. He simply extended the hotel room he had booked for another week so that she could go there to rest anytime.

Jiang Xun himself went to Yang Huimin's house to wait for them to return. Yang Huimin had already given him a key, but because it was a bit far, he didn't go there directly that night.

Jiang Xun knew that Yang Huimin and He Lingling would be back in the next couple of days, so he deliberately kept quiet about it to surprise them.

The next morning, Jiang Xun had just finished his morning run and showered when he heard the door open. He quickly stopped what he was doing and waited in the bathroom wearing only a pair of shorts.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted." Yang Huimin's soft, sweet voice rang out, as if she had just collapsed onto the sofa.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious voice rang out, and He Lingling spoke with a light laugh:
"It's alright, I'm not too tired."

Yang Huimin snorted, "You think you're so strong? Should I have your little brother Jiang Xun teach you a lesson and show you just how terrifying his stamina is?"

"Okay, okay, hurry up and have him come, I can't wait any longer." He Lingling said with a blush and a coquettish smile, not at all as reserved as she was in front of Jiang Xun.

"By the way, how do you know that Jiang Xun is very capable? Could it be that...?" He Lingling seemed to suddenly realize something, and her tone instantly became strange.

Yang Huimin spat and urged, "Go take a shower now, or I'll go too."

“Let’s shower together. We used to shower together a lot back in school,” He Lingling said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I'll lie down for a bit," Yang Huimin replied lazily.

At that moment, Jiang Xun felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He looked out through the crack in the bathroom door and saw He Lingling, wearing a red halter dress, untying her hair and seemingly preparing to take off her clothes.

On the other sofa, a woman in a dark brown strapless dress lay lazily, her proud, high breasts standing erect, her face, full of mature charm, carrying a hint of languor.

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